Now our protagonist Lu Xi is in the Mithril Palace of the Hearth, and in front of the Hall of King Thor. Of course, this place is actually equivalent to the deepest part www.biquge.info of the huge dwarven city of Furnace Castle.

As we all know, Hearthcastle is a "typical" dwarven city. The only municipal facilities that are truly exposed to the surface are a few small outposts, a fishing dock and a yacht dock by the steam lake, two large barracks, more than ten mining stations, and a huge city gate. The real main body of the city, the residential area, the commercial area, the manufacturing area, the administrative district, the entertainment district and even the red light district, are all behind the huge iron gate of the furnace. To put it bluntly, it is at the bottom of the valley on both sides of the cliff, and among the mountain rocks.

Behind the iron gates of the furnace fortress, a huge space had been dug out by the dwarves in the huge mountains. A labyrinthine of dense and large passages stretch like a spider's web into the middle of the mountain, forming the city's main transport link. However, as the population grows and the city grows, so does the city's dense transportation network.

The Fort has stood for more than 10,000 years in the mountains next to the steam lake. And the dwarves naturally dug in the mountains behind them for 10,000 years. By this time, the dwarven city known as the Furnace Castle could also be seen as the largest tunnel project in the world. Their living space stretched out into the interior of the mountains, and there were many exits in the depths of the mountains—a true city could not have only one exit, and the dwarves seemed to understand this. On the other hand, the dwarven miners found rich and precious deposits of copper, iron, silver, gold, precious stones, and other minerals in the mountains of the furnace castle, as well as the veins of the largest known reserves of Mithril in the world. They followed the course of the veins, little by little, into the depths of the earth.

The dwarves have been digging in this junior for 10,000 years, but the veins seem to be far from being exhausted. It is, of course, the capital of the dwarves, a city of commercial, cultural and political centers, but it is also the largest mining base in the world...... It may sound a little bit inconsistent, but it's not surprising. Humans and elves consider mining to be strenuous and laborious manual labor, and would not want to live near the mines under any circumstances, but dwarves are different. They enjoyed the process of announcing the veins flowing in the mountains, feeling that they were the blood of the mountains and the earth, and they were very happy to sleep peacefully under the sound of Ding Lingdang's beating.

…… Wait, isn't what the dwarves are doing sucking the blood of the mountains and the earth? What kind of "elf of the mountain" is this? Is there a proper "parasite of the mountain"?

Well, the above is just Lu Xi's brain. As a guy who claims to be a liberal arts student but actually has the head of a science student, what this kind of person likes to do most is to deconstruct things like literary perceptual metaphors, self-cultivation philosophies under moral philosophy, and cult chicken soup in the heart with complete rational logic, so as to come to a conclusion that is quite subversive. This is actually quite annoying. However, science students are so happy that this decisiveness is also a disease, and it is hopeless.

All in all, the dwarves continue to expand their living space in the mountains, and it is said that along the veins, they have dug into some underground city in the dark region. In other worlds, this method would either dig up the Fire Demon or free the Fire Dragon, and the city and country would be reduced to ruins. Fortunately, the dwarves in this world can be regarded as the creations of the gods, and they are just digging holes, but they will not encounter a world-destroying crisis because of this.

In the process, the miners found a branch in the Mithril Mine, which connected to a natural hollow space in the mountains. There, gorgeous natural crystals fall from the zenith like stalactites, exuding a warm and bright luster. And those gems that can naturally reflect the light, but hidden in the surrounding silver mountain walls, under the light of natural crystals, combined with their own charm. It was as if in the silver canopy, sprinkled with countless stars.

Yes, the mountain wall was originally an extension of the Mithril vein, which naturally contained a large amount of crystalline components of the sacred metal, which gave it such a dreamlike color.

The dwarves dug here and were delighted by such a dreamlike beauty. They then decided to carve and process this space to a certain extent while maximizing the beauty of the place, and to make this space an epic temple that would serve as the core of the future dwarves' rule.

Fearful of power and virtue, the dwarves probably understand this truth too. But in the same way, they really don't know what it means to be authentic.

After thousands of years of continuous construction and polishing, the crystal and mythril grottoes that originally had underground rivers flowing through them have long been turned into quite ornate underground palaces. On the crystal pillar that connects the zenith to the ground, the dwarves carved the stone wrapped in the crystal into a beautiful relief with exquisite craftsmanship; The underground river that flows through the space is paved with stone slabs with silver and gold powder, and the clear and clear water flows through it, like the Milky Way flowing through the starry sky; Across the river ground, a wide royal road leads directly to the hall in front of it. As for the huge stone pillars on both sides, they have already been transformed into huge statues of dwarven kings and heroes, as if they were holding up the entire hall and this huge dwarven city on their feet.

The dwarves call this place "Mithril Palace", and although it is said to be a palace, it is essentially a large natural stone hall deep in the mountains. After the ingenious design and repair of the dwarf masters, it was transformed into such an underground hall that amazed the well-informed Lu Xi.

In the midst of such an underground palace where even the walls are made of masonry containing mythril, and the graphics and texts on it are carved like works of art, the great people here must have sat in the ornate hall when they held a meeting: the dwarven lords in armor and robes embellished with heraldry, and their hair crowns and crowns representing their status, all sat in the ornate halls. They were stocky and strong, sitting behind cold and tall stone chairs, but their bearings were still awe-inspiring and resolute, hiding their knife-like gaze behind the neatly combed thick hair, and calmly surveying each outsider.

They possess the tenacious will bestowed upon them by time and the mountains, and the wisdom that has evolved from the gifts bestowed upon them by the gods—yes, stocky bodies, but with skillful hands that would make even elves jealous, and the most imaginative and practical engineering talents. And this will inevitably be transformed into true wisdom. The leaders of these "spirits of the mountains" listened to the words of outsiders. They are not very good at eloquence, but they can always discern their true thoughts and intentions from the hidden and clever words of the other party. No matter what kind of lobbyist debater they were, they couldn't hide in front of them, and even before they could speak, they would be forced to flee by the eyes of these dwarven leaders.

Yes, that's what many people think of dwarven lords. Of course, the elves, sea tribes, and human beings in the minds of mortals are also like this. It's not inconsistent at all.

…… Well, when Lu Xi stood in front of the Hammer of Glory Hall in the Mithril Palace, when Miss Amy pushed open the door and then immediately fled, when the huge noise inside swept towards him the moment he opened the door, it was Lu Xi who thought so.

He felt the attention of nearly 100 people to him, but Lu Xi, who had been through a hundred battles, said that such a little bit of eye pressure was simply sprinkling water? He was absolutely confident that he would be able to slaughter the biggest names in the 100-dignitary dwarf clan to the scum, of course, as long as he was fully prepared.

As soon as he thought of this, Lu Xi suddenly felt the high fighting spirit and blood boiling and burning in his mind, as if he and his friends were driving the Little Old Ah No, Qiyao Aurora into the battlefield of the battle above the Iron Rock Canyon back then......

He stepped into this place, known as the "Hall of the Hammer of Glory", and suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of solemnity. You know, this is also the place where the King of Hearthcastle has not returned to the throne for many years, and the Mithril Throne has been vacant for a long time, and the Craftsman Guild has held meetings. The big names of these dwarves will be the first Lord of Hearth, Olimar? Muradin's warhammer visited the center of the hall and swore before the hammer that he would make the most rational and conscientious judgment with a fair and honest heart.

So, for a long time, this hall was also regarded as the political center of the dwarven people - this kind of place, there is a sense of solemnity and ceremony, and it is understandable, right?

"Let's welcome, Lu Xi? Lin Ge? Belencaster, descendant of the Mentor of the Dawn, Triumphant of the skies over Farahals, guardian of the Black City, nemesis of demons and the undead, man of the fallen gods, the best spellcaster and warrior, and the hero of the crusade against Kildeckar of the Mirror, who brought back the Mark of the Lord of Hearthhold, the eternal 'Friend of the Mountain' of the Dwarves! "In the long table facing the entrance of the hall, Jin Li sat in the center? Muradine III, slapping his table vigorously, said loudly in a voice that bordered on heckling.

"Oh oh oh oh! What a beautiful little girl! ”

Little girl or something...... I always feel that you guys are deliberate, deliberate, and deliberate!

"Indeed, as rumored, he has a weak face!"

It's a face as flawless as the most perfect statue, and I'd be happier if you said that. Aren't you dwarves very good at carving? Can't even use adjectives of this magnitude?

"But those previous exploits can't always be fake, right? It's a pity, if there is another beautiful beard, it will be perfect. "That's a human saying! God, I've wanted to grow a beard many years ago, and you guys can use it as a quilt on your chest, I'm talking about the kind of beard that has a cool circle on the side of the face and has a pure aura. But the fundamental question is that I don't have the right to decide at all, do I understand?

"Orucello, after all? The disciple of Belencaster can't really be a weak lady. "Even if I look like this, gender is definitely not a secret in the world, right? You guys did it on purpose, right? Definitely on purpose, right?

At that moment, all kinds of noises suddenly resounded, buzzing in Lu Xi's ears. The dwarves exchanged their heads and laughed. They were drunk, hazy, and while making half-meat and half-vegetarian jokes, they looked themselves up and down with undisguised curiosity, scrutiny, and even critical eyes. These bearded dwarf winter melons are all dressed in dog-like clothes, but they are full of various dishes and large cups of various liquor in front of them.

The smell of alcohol and uncle-like sweat permeated the golden hall, which was clearly the kind of tavern that specializes in receiving stinky working people.

…… Yes, this group of bearded dwarves, whether they wear gold and silver or not, whether they contain unconcealable power and coercion, but in Lu Xi's eyes, this is a group of working people and old miners who have just come to the tavern for a drink after a day's work in the mines.

"Don't look like this, they're boys! You white-eyed fools and drunkards? "Except for Jin Li? The only dwarf he knew other than Lord Muradin, the lord of Black Lock Mountain City, who had been a comrade-in-arms in the dark region back then, Ou Yin snorted angrily. Then, he finished the beer in front of him in one gulp—the glass was the size of Lu Xi's head—and wiped the foam from his beard, not caring that his gorgeous lord's robe was already wet. He glanced at Lu Xi drunkenly, and suddenly as if he had seen a top-level clown, he patted the table and let out a loud laugh.

"But, anyway, boy, it's been a whole year, and you're still this little face with red lips and white teeth! It's a little bit of a man at all! Wahahahahaha......ha

So, what's so funny about it anyway?

Lu Xi felt that at this time, he felt that he was almost on fire, as if he was a fool. Then he was dragged to the back of the main table by two particularly enthusiastic dwarven uncles, where a seat had been reserved for himself.

The stone bench carved from the natural bluestone is covered with perfectly pin snow troll fur, and it is very comfortable to sit on as if you are sitting in a soft warm white cloud. The various food dishes on the table, although the shape seems to be a little rough, but it exudes a seductive aroma, and all kinds of meat products are mostly high-quality wine banquets that are very in line with the taste of dwarves - of course, it is also very in line with Lu Xi's taste, don't look at him like this, in fact, he is also a meatless guy. However, in front of himself, in addition to various roasts, stews and roasts, there was also a large plate of fresh fruit and a large bottle of juice. The dwarves don't like sweetness, which is obviously prepared to take care of Lu Xi.

Lu Xi felt that he couldn't be moved. Such a warm and attentive hospitality, if you are not moved, it must be a cold-blooded person who has no heart and lungs.

"Cheers!" The dwarves shouted loudly, "Welcome our friends to Hearth!" ”

"Cheers!" Lu Xi also picked up the wine glass, and then, like all the dwarves, drank the wine glass as high as his head in one go. He put down his wine glass and looked at the golden bolt beside him? Muradin III said helplessly: "...... Um, so, I can get down to business now, right? Well, it's not impossible to talk about business at the wine table, especially with the sense of my hometown. I think next year will ......"

"Cheers! For our friend Orucello? Belencaster, for Tifario, for the little Pope, for Hector, for all our friends! Another dwarf raised his glass and shouted for joy.

The dwarves were willing to pay tribute to the departed in such a heroic and even joyful way, and they felt that the more they drank and behaved, the more joyful their heavenly relatives and friends would be. The kind of crying to humans, and the practice of elves that spend hundreds or thousands of years remembering grief, is simply a cowardly act that does not want to face reality.

Lu Xi shrugged his shoulders and finished the second glass of wine directly.

"Tell a joke! Children, according to the rules of the furnace castle, friends who come to the Hall of Glory for the first time must tell a joke first! Attention, we're not ordinary people, and ordinary jokes can't satisfy us! An armored dwarf raised a full glass and said loudly.

It is indeed true, and the dwarves have such merry rules.

"The goddess Mara used the essence of the earth and rocks of the year to pinch out the original bodies of the dwarves, and decided to give them the fire of their souls to the goddess Lofe. The goddess Lofe used divine fire to roast the clay body of the dwarf hard, and then subconsciously smashed it with a hammer, and there was the current dwarf. ”

“……”

“……”

The cold scene that made Lu Xi feel a little embarrassed lasted for three seconds, and the dwarves began to laugh wildly as if they had heard a joke they had never seen in their lives. Yes, the awkward silence and pause before that was supposed to be a buffer period before they understood a super-senior joke, right? So, some people laughed so much that tears flowed out, and some people began to roll under the table with their stomachs in their hands. Muradin, too, laughed and kept pounding the table.

"A work of genius! I know that you are a genius in magic and swordsmanship, and you are also an imaginative researcher, but you also have a talent for funny! ”

“…… Yes, is that so? "Don't laugh, don't boast, I want to kill myself right now!

"Cheers! For our little geniuses! The third dwarf raised his glass, and was immediately echoed by everyone. The dwarven magnates in attendance said that there was no better reason to raise a glass tonight.